And Then There Were None

So as you all have been hearing over the past months, I volunteered for putting the high school play together this year. I have little to no experience with it but I figured everything should be okay if we just work at it long enough and hard enough. Mercifully, I was right on this one! 

There are definitely things I would do differently another time around but quite honestly, everything went as well as I ever felt it could have. The scariest things were things that were way out of our control like the majority of the cast getting sick in the month leading up to the play and our truck coming an hour late when we were supposed to set up for the dress rehearsal. But when all was said and done, the scary bits were small and the whole thing went very well! 

The play was in a "culture house" that's about 2 blocks from our apartment and about 4 from the school. We were all able to walk there and back which was a lifesaver when the truck didn't show up!

The "culture houses" (it's not a very graceful translation; sorry!) were built in the Soviet era and are like community centers. On the floor below us there was a large dance hall and the night of the dress rehearsal there were little ballet students running around on our floor. 

Our little theater. This picture actually makes it look bigger than it was.

Dress rehearsal! 

I made the call to have a little audience for the dress rehearsal partly because our space was small and I wanted to give more people the chance to come and partly to "acclimate" the kids to having an audience that isn't me. It was nice (in my opinion; I think they might argue with me on that point) because it gave them a chance to practice ad libbing , etc where things got stuck. 

Backstage

Leading up to the play, I tried to keep a "pretty good" lock on my nerves though it did show at times. Like the night before the play. I must admit that for several hours before (and even after) we went to bed I kept exclaiming at intervals "We are all going to die!" :-) 

And now for the play! :-) 

And Then There Were None is a murder mystery by Agatha Christie. I wanted to do a drama but tragedies are hard because if the emotion is off then the whole thing is just awkward. This was the very first play I read in my quest to find one and I was completely in love with it. 

It's based on her book of the same title (she authored the play herself) and it actually ends very differently. Both have the highest body count of any of her stories but the play has a much more hopeful ending while the book is darker. 

So here is the play in pictures! (Some are from the dress rehearsal but most are from the performance.)

Play opens with Mrs. Rogers (left) and Narracott (right). 

Ethel and Esther Rogers (right) explain that a party of 8 will be joining them at this house that is built on a completely isolated island. 

(Mrs. Rogers accidentally broke a glass later on in the play and so these sizable pieces of glass were lying around. Fortunately different kids collected them throughout the play and no one was hurt!)

First to arrive are Vera and Lombard. Vera has to serve as the hostess since Mr. and Mrs. Owen (the owners and hosts) have not arrived yet. Lombard is taken with Vera and stays close to her throughout. 

Blore arrives posing as a South African millionaire. Later it's revealed he's a hired detective. 

(This character is truly the worst detective ever!)

Antonia Marston arrives (front) followed by General MacKenzie (window) and  Emily Brent (blue dress). 

One of my favorite conversations in the play. :-) 

MacKenzie steals Judge Wargrave's chair because his chair at the club he goes to is in about the same spot and he doesn't like to sit anywhere else. 

Dr. Armstrong (left) arrives late and has a confrontation with Marston over her driving.

Lombard is a flirt. :-)

That evening when everyone is gathered together, a record is played that accuses everyone in the group of murder. (Of course this was voiced by Matthew!)

In a moment that I think will live in legend, Mrs. Rogers screams and faints after the record has stopped playing. The girl who played this part had been doing this since the very first practice and was pretty astounding to watch! 

Judge Wargrave takes charge of the room and questions everybody about how they came to be there and the accusations that were made against them.

The first victim is Marston, who is poisoned. Everyone assumes it was suicide until the next day. 

The next day, Armstrong tells the group that Mrs. Rogers died in her sleep the night before. This leads the group to realize they are trapped here and someone is out to kill them all. 

After talking to Wargrave, Lombard realizes that the rhyme "Ten Little Indians" is their warning and that the Indians on the fireplace disappear with each murder. 

General MacKenzie confesses to the murder of one of his officers. 

(This monologue was one of my very favorite parts of the play. The boy who played this part always made you feel so much empathy and pity for the character.)

Emily Brent then gives her own "confession" where she justifies herself by the idea that she was acting in a "moral" way. (Again, impressive because this girl is so sweet!)

The group then discovers that General MacKenzie has been killed and they realize that the murderer has to be one of them. 

The afternoon becomes stormy and Lombard and Rogers search for any help. Rogers offers to get a fire going and is later discovered, dead. 

Lombard points out that the next part of the rhyme has to do with a bee sting and they realize that Emily Brent has been dead for some time in the very same room as them. (Quite a display of endurance since she had to sit like that for at least 15 minutes!)

That night the lights are completely gone due to a power failure and the remaining five are distrustful and tense. 

Armstrong confesses to the murder he was accused of, an accidental death during a surgery that should have been easy. Vera leaves and moments later a scream brings the men out of the room. There is a gun shot and then the group slowly reassembles on stage. 

Wargrave is discovered dead and dressed in various stolen items to look like a judge. 

The next day three are left and they are sure Armstrong was the killer. 

Blore is killed by a booby trap after he rushes outside because he hears a boat. 

Then the remaining pair find Armstrong's body, revealing that they are the only two left and Armstrong is not the killer. 

Vera gets Lombard's gun from him and shoots him in panic.

Wargrave turns out to not be as dead as we thought! In a long (and fantastically performed) monologue he explains how he killed everyone and how he knew they were all guilty but since they had gotten away they had to be punished outside the law. 

Vera is left all alone with Wargrave and a noose. Luckily  Lombard was not killed and he takes out Wargrave just in time. (The" just in time" bit was always an interesting game of timing. :-P)

Lombard voices appreciation that women can't shoot straight (a line always good for a laugh!) and he explains the alternate ending of the rhyme is that the remaining two gets married. 

Ta da! :-) 

And this is my lovely cast and crew. I was very honestly impressed and bursting with pride by the time all was said and done. They put a ton of time into all of this and they were absolutely amazing. 

Next year we may have to go for some lighter fare! That was a ton of work! Luckily I had a group that rose to the occasion.